Think of the corniest, cheesiest love quotes and pick-up lines, they are all a labor of love.

Well, contrary to popular belief, love isn't only about two couples; a girl and a boy. It is also about families, friends, actually... every relationship there is. Let's admit it, every relationship has love. It only varies on how much love there is.

Love, love, love. No, it isn't only present during February! It exists all year round. Every day is full of love. Every output, a product of all the hard work and love you put into it. Every feeling can be that of love. Just like an old saying--we can feel it, but we cannot see it.

Actually, I love showing my love to other people by saying the funniest and sometimes hurtful things. Yes, I love them, I just have a weird way of showing it.

What about you? What is that one move or act of love you commit to do before the year ends?

From this day on, I commit to share the happiness with my family; let them experience all the nicest things. First on my list is to treat them to a sumptuous dinner at Sambokojin. My mom and brother both love sashimi and maki and I think that Sambokojin is the perfect place for them to eat their hearts out. Perfect timing cos my brother's birthday is coming up. :)

Monday, September 10, 2012

If One Direction
are going to take over the world, they might as well get into the
Guinness Book of World Records while they’re at; and oh, would you look
at that, they have.

The boys will have their very own place in the 2013 edition of the
book because their album, Up All Night made them the first UK group to
debut at number 1 in America. This means they’re the first group to take
the record from The Spice Girls who set it in 1997. No biggie though,
eh.

In a very official sounding statement the boys said: "Being the first
British band to debut at number one in America with a debut album is
something that we would have never even have dreamt of. We are
incredibly proud to have this achievement included in the Guinness World
Records book."

We like to imagine they all said that together after a 1...2...3.

Well done young men, we’re dead proud.

Now let’s celebrate in the only way we know possible with this nineties-tastic Record Breakers theme tune.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

I wish you nothing but the best. I hold no grudge against you. Despite being hurt and crying myself to sleep every night since then.

Here I am, typing all the pain away, hitting the letters of the keyboard like a maniac. Remembering what's left and trying to compile every memory in a chest located at the very center of my heart, where it will be locked forever.

You were once my happy pill, my reason for everything; the apple of my eye, peanut butter to my jelly, cherry on top of my ice cream.

You meant the whole world to me. You had already completed my day even if it has just started. The reason why I smile. The person who filled the gaps of my fragile heart. You were the missing piece that completed the puzzle. The rainbow after the rain. You put the colors to my colorless life. But unfortunately, the crayons you used were washable.

You taught me so much. I've matured and grown a lot. I owe it all to you so thank you.

I still wish tomorrow would be better than today. And that everything would eventually turn out okay. But I'm in no hurry. I know I'd get there... someday.

I can't believe I am writing my second entry of "the girl with a broken heart". I had no idea there will be a part two to all this drama.

Honestly, I did not imagine myself in this; having all these problems to deal with. Most especially: mending a broken heart. Oh yes, it is broken; shattered, ripped, destroyed, crumbled into a million-gazillion pieces and thrown into the sea so that no one could ever put it back together. Uh-huh, that's how broken I am right now. In fact, broken is an understatement.

And here I am again, rambling, telling the whole world about my heartaches and disappointments in life--like anyone actually cares. I just feel I need to let this all out... again. And where is the better place to scream it all out than in my very small space in the cyber universe. At least here I feel safe; safe that no one would judge me. For this. For all the stupidity.

Rant, rant, rant. And it goes on and on. But in the end, I'm still broken. My emotions were crushed. I feel like a zombie. I feel nothing.

I still hope and pray that one day, I'd wake up totally fresh and no longer remembering any of this shiz ever happened. I wish to wake up as a new person, free of worries and ready to take on the world again. I want to start anew. Can't I just go back to the starting line and do everything all over again? Promise, this time I'll be wiser. :(

Monday, September 3, 2012

This past week has been physically, mentally, and emotionally tiring; it felt like I rode a roller coaster to another planet. No joke.

Anyway, I just want to scream my lungs out, pound on a desk, and cry like a baby... but I can't. So here I am letting all the emotions out through my small virtual space in the place called cyberspace.

I have a lot of questions in mind: why do we need to lose certain battles, why are some people just plain stupid when it comes to love, why do we get hurt? Yes, cheesy stuff we have here.

I don't know, it's like an asteroid hit me and now, I'm just a mess. Come and help throw me out into the garbage!

I want to say sooo many things to someone right now but I don't know how. All communication means have been cut and I end up being a sore loser, shattered, waiting for that person to come back and put all the pieces back together like nothing happened. But then, you can't erase nor hide all the scars that reminds all the pain.

I don't know if I'm doing the right thing. I don't know anything. This is just... sad. One of those days. </3